10.07.2011

orange is the new green

starbucks columns.

been surfing the net and drinking my grande hibiscus blend hot tea for hours now (and its not hot anymore)--looking for COA and CSC facts i can use for my report (only two subjects to go) while simultaneously devising a new look for the backseat that has long been buried into oblivion.

yes, i'm planning to resurrect this little monster after quite a long hiatus from the blogging world. i really don't know if i can still command a following; but what the heck. i just want an online outlet for my thoughts that's been running awry ever since i can remember. my preoccupation with work and my masters course requirements cannot seem to contain them, and so i'm re-decorating in between visits to coa and csc websites.

i've updated the orangey look i made for season three to reflect a contemporary look that sure to elicit oohs and aahs from my old followers. oops, i forgot; silly me. reminder to self, you just said that you are writing for no one but yourself; to contain your seemingly uncontainable thoughts... you just said that, right? so stop this nonsense about orange looks and oohs and aahs. it doesn't fit in the equation, haha!

i'm sure i have majority of the data i need for my report, for now. tomorrow's gonna be a long day, tying up loose ends, trying to write a coherent report from this sea of madness called GRP's local initiative in the fight against graft and corruption. in the meanwhile, i'm gonna post this--qualifying as the backseat's first entry for the fourth season--and while waiting for dee to get out from work, i'm gonna stare at the screen, grind my teeth, tap my fingers in anticipation of the first comment. oops.

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i am a hopeless romantic. i am a sucker for the written word. i like shakespeare, as much as madonna or xtina. i curse, weep and howl. but i also smile the sweetest of smiles and bellow ear-shattering laughters. i am a connoisseur of visual and aural feasts--of all things ethereal and sublime ; ghastly and profane. i am a son. a brother. a loyal friend. a doting uncle. i am a librarian who enjoys pigging-out on his fave food in silence. i am butter melting deliciously on your tongue. a camera-whore who flirts with the lens on like, a regular basis. i am yoga-smitten. i live in the present, and jazz is my religion; but i am a schemer just the same--i plan, i execute...i dare to live in waking dreams. i am tragedy and success. i am beauty and ugliness. shadow and light. agony and ecstasy. cold as ice, hot as fire. take a deep breath... i am gentle. pleased to meet you!